A coat that gets around...

I love an man in a uniform quote..

I love a man in uniform, but I think I love that coat more.

Dogfight, anyone?

Dogfight

"When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."  ~ Author: some think Leonardo da Vinci

Whose kitchen is this?

fifties kitchen

"I am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to poison our own civilization - or at least before the effects of the poison began to be felt." ~ Orson Scott Card


If you grew up in the fifties, you may have had a kitchen like this. Does anyone know whose kitchen this is?

 Those who follow my blog will find one clue in the photo.

Diving Down Under, literally...

Diving in Australia

"Australia is about as far away as you can get. I like that." ~ Andre Benjamin

25 photos=long load time. Be please patient.

 

I love that mountain-top runway...

There have been massive floods in Australia that have washed pollutants and fresh water into the in-shore Great Barrier Reef.  Coral is extremely vulnerable to fresh water. The deep offshore reefs seem to be doing well, so keep your dive schedules on target.

New England Patriots in Super Bowl 46

Vince Wilfork, New England Patriots in Super Bowl 46

The one thing that they don't teach you in photojournalism school is that when you shoot for a newspaper, you have no opinions. Writers have opinions and of course, editors have opinions, but photographers are recorders of the moment. The only things we get invloved in are the controls on our cameras, and wondering to ourselves who decided to put 9 foot floral arrangements around podiums, or on tables, or who was responsible for setting up events at the most horrendous sun-times of the day, but I digress. This is about football.

I learned a lot during my training in 1985, in my favorite city, Cambridge, MA. So naturally, I am a Patriots fan, and I can now say that because I am retired. I rooted for the Pats to beat the Ravens. What a game that was. Whoot! Whoot!

Being from Georgia, you would think I would be a Falcons fan. Nope. They loose way too much, though they did make it to the Super Bowl one year.

Anyway, I am proud of my Pats, and will be rooting from them tomorrow. My favorite player is Vince Wilfork. Don't ask me why. Just good vibes, I guess.


Anyway, I will not have a post tomorrow. I won't be tweeting or face-booking. I will return on Monday.

Oh, and the reason for this post: the official beer of this blogger, Oscar Blues Ten FIDY. I can't stand the smell of alcohol, so the only "strong stuff" I touch is a well-made Mint Julep on a warm day, and no one in this part of the country knows how to make a Mint Julep (and there are no proper southern porches for sitting or sipping), as I have discussed before. Wine is way too sweet, and most beer tastes like swamp water. When I drink, I prefer a strong, dark beer (must be more German than Russian in me), and I finally found the Holy Grail of beer, as least as far as my taste goes.

Oscar Blues Ten FIDY is as thick as motor oil, and as black. The only place to get it around here is at Cheers in Salisbury (limited supply), and I always pick up a case in Bel Air. Ten FIDY goes well with chocolate, and though I would not know, they say it compliments a good cigar. The alcohol content is almost 11%, which is why I probably won't be pecking at iPads or iPhones tomorrow, and a case will set you back eighty-bucks. It is a seasonal beer, so buy and stash like gold. Oh, and drink sparingly.

Update: Yes, my team lost. But there is always next year.

Go fly a kite in Cape May, New Jersey

Go fly a kite in Cape May, New Jersey
I have accidentally run upon a lot of sunsets lately (the last one was taken on the bay, this one on the ocean). They are always so different, like snowflakes. Even when in a hurry, I sometimes have to take pause.

 Filtered photo

Timeless

 Timeless photo

I had to make a quick stop to grab this photo of a Sunday-porch-preacher reading to a man on an almost spring-like afternoon. Change the clothing, and add your own time-line.


I have no idea who these people are; I just stopped my car, got out, nodded with my camera, snapped, and moved on. 

To make it a more "timeless" photo, I transformed it into black and white.  It reminds me of the days when people had time to sit on their porches and listen to salesmen and traveling preachers.